Within
the clouds of our darkest trials
Search
for the lining with silver hues
Between
the bitter tears and hopeful smiles
Surrounded
by unmistakable clues
Though
His perfect timing a mystery
Search
for the lining with silver hues
No need
for despair or anxiety
Boldly
we ask and expect to receive
Though
His perfect timing a mystery
His
promises we can always believe
He
calms the turmoil in our soul
Boldly
we ask and expect to receive
Breathe
the air which makes brokenness whole
Inhale
hope with each desperate breath
He
calms the turmoil in our soul
No
fear in life, no fear of harm nor death
Within
the storms of our darkest trials
Inhale
hope with each desperate breath
Between
the bitter tears and hopeful smiles
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